It's debatable whether the Eskimoes have 100 words for snow. Doesn't matter. Today we have blotla, which is blowing snow and tlapa, which is powder snow.
This shows the view outside the condo.
I love snow.
Here's the beginning of a poem by one of my favorite poets, Diane Di Prima (a podcast of her on my show is at http://writersonwriting.blogspot.com).
"First Snow, Kerhonkson" - for Alan
This, then, is the gift the world has given me
(you have given me)
softly the snow
cupped in the hollows.....
(You can find her poem in its entirety here: http://www.rooknet.com/beatpage/writers/diprima.html. Just scan down a bit.)
I do love snow.
We are going out
into the snow
now.
Make a new memory
with snow.
Trav and me...
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YOU GOT SNOW?? It's official, the world's coming to an end!
Sorry...was I not clear? We traveled five and a half hours north to the mountains, to the glorious white snow and jagged peaks of Mammoth Lakes, on the eastern slope of the Sierra Nevada.
Also, an hour and a half, two hours north, at Big Bear, there is snow and snowboarding. I subscribed to the snow report so I can be reminded there is snow nearer than Mammoth.
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